Of course. [She bows back to the exact same depth, palms on her thighs.]
[The first time she'd seen a video screen it had been cause for some staring. Rock Band. When this Wilderness had coalesced, and she'd seen the various games involving real-looking people as opposed to stylized ones, there'd been some more. Min hadn't entirely followed Compass's rambling explanation involving liquid crystals, lightning, manufactured intelligence, and puppetry. She could accept, a bit reluctantly, that it was human-made without mage help, and it could show whatever its maker wanted it to show, but these things would always have a whiff of the strange.]
[But she knows that's not why he wanted someone.]
They're not very organized. [There's a faint trace of disapproval seeping past her stoic mask. If a single being is massacring you, you change tactics. This manufactured intelligence must not care much for these puppets.]
no subject
[The first time she'd seen a video screen it had been cause for some staring. Rock Band. When this Wilderness had coalesced, and she'd seen the various games involving real-looking people as opposed to stylized ones, there'd been some more. Min hadn't entirely followed Compass's rambling explanation involving liquid crystals, lightning, manufactured intelligence, and puppetry. She could accept, a bit reluctantly, that it was human-made without mage help, and it could show whatever its maker wanted it to show, but these things would always have a whiff of the strange.]
[But she knows that's not why he wanted someone.]
They're not very organized. [There's a faint trace of disapproval seeping past her stoic mask. If a single being is massacring you, you change tactics. This manufactured intelligence must not care much for these puppets.]
[Sidelong look.] He looks something like you.